However, Hou Pingliang didn't dare to have any grudges because Cao Simiao had already told him about Zhuo Bufan's real identity. She was the big boss behind the Transcendent Corporation.
The Transcendent Corporation had invested more than two billion yuan and was still in the process of planning. Zhuo Bufan alone owned 51% of the shares, and the remaining shares belonged to Cao Simiao and Ye Xuan.
After leaving the banquet, Chu Lingding sat in the white Maserati and couldn't help but stare at the bright lights in a daze.
"What are you thinking about?" Zhuo Bufan suddenly walked over, opened the door to the front passenger seat, and sat in the front passenger seat.
Chu Lingding had a lot of questions in her mind. She looked at Zhuo Bufan and sighed in her heart. She was too embarrassed to ask her.
However, curiosity would make a woman pay attention to a man, and she might even fall for him in the end.
"I think Xiao Yun has changed," Chu Lingding interrupted her thoughts and said with a frown.
"I told you there's something wrong with her, but I'm surprised that you would speak up for me today," Zhuo Bufan said with a smirk.
Chu Lingding's pretty face suddenly had a faint blush. She lowered her eyes and said, "You didn't even touch me in Ping Shan Town, why would you suddenly flirt with her?"
Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but laugh, "Looks like you're very confident about your appearance!"
Just as they finished talking, a faint light flashed across Zhuo Bufan's eyes. There were a few flashes of light in the dark alley across the street, and then the two figures disappeared.
…
It was time to get off work in an A-grade office building, but there were two young girls at the end of the street asking for money to buy iPhones. I like the younger ones. Arrange for them to wait for me at the hotel. "
…
Jinling.
Jingdu Villa.
The gentle wind blew the curtains, and a woman wearing a crescent-colored nightgown with shoulder-length hair stood in front of the window. She was staring at the trees and the lake in the dark night. The wind blew her slender and soft hair, blowing against her slightly cold pretty face.
"You have seen, through your tears, things that are gone, never to return: the glory of childhood, youth, friendship, first love, they all seem to fade away in a beautiful dream."
"You are like a lone star, whose light shines on a small boat, on the waves of the winter night."
The woman slowly read a thin book of poems in her hands. She had a sad expression on her face as she closed her eyes. Her gently trembling eyelashes revealed her calm heart that did not match her expression.
Closing the poetry book, Ye Ziqin recalled the time when Zhuo Bufan stood against Ye Kaihai and Ye Kaihe to protect her.
He had gone to the warehouse alone to kill Pang Bing Jie.
There were also all sorts of memories that happened in Qingzhou. Like a movie ending, all sorts of memories turned into scenes that appeared in front of her eyes.
"But now he should have his own life and a new girlfriend, but what about me? I'm a few years older than him, and I'm no longer a pure and cute girl. Moreover, I was so cold to him in the past. Perhaps he won't remember me on a night like this. "
Ye Ziqin thought sentimentally.
She walked to the bookshelf and put down the 'Shelley's Poetry Anthology'. She sighed softly and hugged Yao Mao who was sleeping in the cradle. She stroked its soft fur and said to herself, "Yao Mao, do you think I'm stupid? I've been thinking about Zhuo Bufan recently. In the past, I didn't even cook for him after work, and I've never washed his clothes … Sigh."
She sighed softly, full of her complicated feelings. Yes, women are complicated creatures.
Just as she was lamenting, her phone suddenly rang.
Putting down Yao Mao, Ye Ziqin picked up the phone, "Ah, it's Yike? Have you come back from abroad? Okay, I'll come to the airport tomorrow to pick you up. We're old classmates who haven't seen each other for ten years, right? Hmm, okay, it's my treat. "
…
In the courtyard house in Xuzhou.
When Zhuo Bufan came back, Zhang Xiaocui and Zhang Huan were already asleep.
Zhuo Bufan went back to his room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to practice silently. In Ping Shan Town, he was almost fooled by a small illusion. Zhuo Bufan put away his contempt. Even if the spiritual Qi on Earth was thin and had entered the End of Days, there might be other people with special abilities.
Moreover, he had seen many geniuses fall in the Cultivation World. Geniuses were no longer geniuses when they died.
"It seems that I've improved too fast during this period of time. It's making me a little arrogant." Zhuo Bufan smiled bitterly.
Just as he closed his eyes to practice, the faint moonlight shone on his body. Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan felt his heart skip a beat, and he looked in the direction of Jinling.
"Something happened to Ye Ziqin."
It would take more than an hour to fly from here to Jinling. Could he make it back now?
Zhuo Bufan didn't have much time to think. He immediately stood up, took out two Wind Talismans, and stuck them on his calves. Then, using the spiritual Qi in his Cloud Feet, he dashed out of the door like a phantom.
"Damn, I lost five hundred dollars to Old Wang yesterday. I must win it back today." A truck driver with a heavy truck cursed with a cigarette in his mouth. Suddenly, his eyes opened wider than a light bulb. He saw a person running on the road like a top of the line Ferrari.
"Damn, I'm seeing a ghost."
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